That was... the angst...okay, I can't put it better than this: Pretend that I am someone who loves coffee. And your fic is the coffe that I just drank, and it's bitter, but that's why I loved it. And I DO love it a lot. It was heart-wrenching, but that's exactly why I loved it...

Ah, forgive my nature as an angst-fic lover..T-T

But I've never killed Tezuka or Fuji, I swear! Although I might do that somewhere near in the future.. *glances at my angst side of muse*

Thank you very much for sharing! I utterly loved this...